Just finished this poem lastnight. enjoy : ) - (Poem 2)

Beauty by Janina A.

Hair thicker than those bifocals she placed lightly on her face

acne worse than rocky roads

and her teeth turned 180s,

turned again

and did U-turns

curves did not live on her body

but beautiful was what she was

on the outside she wasn't the ideal work of art

but on the inside picasso couldn't paint a better work of art

yet

tears lived on her face

everyday she cried more

hoping that those salty drops that escaped from her ducts would erase the way god molded her

the mirror was her enemy

media played mind tricks on her

brain washing her pure mind

and rearranging her definition of beauty.

she wasn't good enough

the mac and cheese nor pork chops would make her as thick as those girls on BET

restraining days in a row hoping that the grease would go straight to her backside

just to be like those gurls

hours in the mirror

twisting those naps,

greasing that scalp,

cutting her inevitably splitting ends

to be like those gurls

longer showers to wash her dark skin

and maybe if she scrubbed harder she'll be caramel

hours in the mirror

twisting her insecutities

greasing her ego

cutting her wrist

cause if she wasn't like those girls

then maybe being dead was better

rose color liquid dripped down her hand like how the rose color dripped down her ancestors neck

when she hung like a strange fruit from that tree

her mother dragged her to the house of the lord

and begged her to begg for his forgiveness

thou the lord shall forgive you for your ungratefulness.

what is your problem child? her mother said.

I want to be beautiful. she yelled

You want to be beautiful? her mother asked.

Beautiful is not letting a boy throw his organ in your temple

& fuck ya brains out while he rapes your mind

Beautiful is walking with your head up high

chin parralel to the wind beneath your feet

and i dont mean walk like your shit dont stink

let your pride shine out from within

Beautiful is taking the time and reading a book to expand on your vocabulary so that you wont allow a man to call you BITCH because Maya Angelou wrote A HEART OF A WOMAN and obviously there's a reason she didn't use BITCH to say female.

Beautiful is having dreams

instead of letting some nigga dreams come true

of havin his hands all up on you

giving him the upper hand & right to tell you what yu not & what yu are gon do

Beauty, my daugher - comes from within

You ARE Beautiful.

and if YOU dont see it.

then who will?